Dear Diary,

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I really feel shameful for my own country. Japan started this disastrous war on us for some ridiculous reason. They are still not stopping their unreasonable actions on us. Japan is demanding China to surrender and even pay for the reparations for all of Japan's war losses and costs. They even set a deadline, January 16, 1938. After all the disasters they have made in our country, they are just giving us a single year to make up for all the losses. And first of all, why are they asking for us to pay for their losses? The losses and costs of the war in China will be hundred times more than Japan. I cannot understand how a country could be just so unfair and merciless, abusing their power not fearing what they will get in the end. One day, when Japan's power will fade away, all the countries in Asia that have suffered from Japan's selfish actions should unite their powers to revenge on Japan. I really hope that this day will come as soon as possible.

From far I saw someone familiar. I pinched myself, thinking that I was hallucinating. But I wasn't. It was my father. My father, Xia Liu, have finally came to me. I was just so happy that I met one of my family members before I died in this disastrous place that I did not even ask him what and where he was the whole time. I just had a moment of silence, so happy to just be with a person who cares for me and loves me. He looked older with more wrinkles, dirty clothes, and bushy hair. It clearly showed how my father had suffered a similar situation that I did. I also saw my father looking at me, so concerned and longed. We then discussed about what had been happening to each of us and how our country should gain back power and should stop being controlled so chaotically by Japan. However, we just truly hoped that the two of us will never be separated again and will die together.



December 21st 1945